Roberts Family Archive
I attended church alone this past Sunday. My church started a 9am service and I love it. My family rarely attends so I’ve been attending with my father, where we try to take weekly church selfies. I’ve
Six years ago this minute I was crying my eyes out. We had dropped our son off and handed him over to the care of strangers because he was suicidal. He was holding himself together during the day
I had a very bad 2014, very, very bad. My sister, Terry, mother Barbara and our dog, Lucy all died within a span of five months early in the year. In addition, I was going through some
My husband was traveling when our son was slated for an emergency surgery the next day to place a caterer in his chest to begin dialysis two days later. We always knew our kids would get donor kidneys,
In 2011 I started talking about our concerns with our son’s growth with his pediatrician and kidney team. He was a tiny little guy because ARPKD had done it’s damage, specifically during the ages of zero to eight.
A few minutes after Gage was born, I held him in my arms and I looked up at his new father and didn’t have the words to express what I was feeling. Gage made me a mother. On
“He could be mothered by any mother, it doesn’t matter that it’s me!” I yelled those words to my husband one night on our dirty kitchen floor. He’d just come down from putting our 10-year-old son, Gage, to